Failing To Protect My Friend.

My friend Shloyma who was the groom and his best man Chaim were sitting together at the table, playing poker in a small room at the back of the newly renovated synagogue where the ceremony had to take place. Their jackets were off, sleeves were rolled up and each of them was viewing the cards in hand. I was so to say guarding them. Suddenly the door swung open, and the bride Sarah came in. “What do you think you are doing here? The ceremony is about to begin!” Sarah was speaking in a very loud voice. “Honey, you know it is bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding,” Shloyma replied and looked in my direction because I miserably failed to protect him.

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